The mother looked so scary at this moment that the little fellow didn't dare to go forward and timidly called out, "Mother."
The stabbing pain in my head slowly faded as the memory came back.
After Bei Yutang received the original owner's fragmented memories, a complex smile appeared on her lips. Although the memories were fragmented, they were enough for her to understand her current situation.
He was currently in a remote mountain village in the Great Zhou Dynasty. The owner of this body he had been reborn into was originally named Mu Zhitao. Mu Zhitao was a widow, a fat and ugly one at that, with a fiery temper and a terrible reputation. She was completely despised by her parents and her in-laws.
"Mom." The little boy's timid voice sounded again.
Bei Yutang looked at the little guy and saw the medicine bowl in his hand. He didn't dare to look at her at all. He shrank his body and held the medicine bowl in both hands.
"Mom, take the medicine." The soft voice of the little bun sounded.
Bei Yutang reached out and took the bowl of black medicine. She knew that the family didn't have much money, so how could they afford to buy medicine?
"This medicine..."
Before she could finish her words, the little boy knelt on the ground with a thud. His face turned pale, and his bright black eyes were filled with fear.
The little bun explained eagerly, perhaps too eagerly, his words becoming halting, "I begged Aunt Wang for this medicine. I didn't spend any money, really not a penny."
He secretly glanced at Bei Yutang. Her cold expression made it impossible for him to tell whether she was happy or angry. Seeing her like this made him even more uneasy. He hunched his neck and lowered his head, ready to endure his mother's beating.
Looking at his appearance, combined with Kinomo's fragmented memories, she knew why he was like this.
Mu Zhitao had a very bad attitude towards her son, beating and scolding him. He was the one who did all the housework. He started washing and cooking at the age of three, and if he didn't do well, he would be beaten by Mu Zhitao.
Although Mu Zhitao was not very nice to the little bun in the past, she was still okay with it.
Since several marriage proposals fell through because of a burden, Kinomo's attitude towards him became worse and worse. She often abused him and even beat him to death a few times. Fortunately, he was lucky enough to survive.
"Be good, get up, mother won't hit you." Bei Yutang tried to soften her voice.
He raised his head timidly and glanced at her secretly. He saw that there was really no anger on his mother's face. Instead, she had a faint smile on her face. The heart that had been tense for a long time gradually became less tense.
"Get up quickly."
He still didn't dare to get up. After confirming again and again that his mother really wouldn't hit him, he slowly got up.
Bei Yutang drank the bitter, numbing medicine in the bowl in one gulp. There was no longer any preserves prepared by her brother next to the bowl. Thinking of her brother and the fate of the Bei family, a cold chill spread through Bei Yutang's indifferent eyes, and her hands clenched into fists.
Gu Pianran, Tang Jingyu, and those men, I, Bei Yutang, will one day kill you with my own hands and avenge the more than 300 wronged souls of my Bei family.
His body trembled. Although his mother didn't look as angry as usual, she made him feel more frightened than when she was angry.
The little guy huddled up his thin little body, not daring to breathe, for fear of attracting his mother's attention and getting beaten.
Bei Yutang put down the medicine bowl and noticed the shivering little guy. He opened his mouth to call his name, but when it came to his lips, he couldn't utter that vulgar name.
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